Chapter 857 The President Is a Voice Controller! 71

Qiao Sirui frowned and swipe away Liang Jiuzhou's information. The front camera on the screen captured Qiao Sirui's face and automatically unlocked the device. Chu Ci blinked and glanced, and then saw his phone wallpaper.

In the picture is a photo of them when they went to the school meeting for the first time. She was holding the paper wrapped butter cake in her hand, her cheeks were bulging on both sides, her eyes were shining, and her lips were curled into a smile. The corners of the mouth and cheeks are covered with fried butter cake powder. The round face was originally round, but at this moment it is even more swollen from chewing butter cake.

The person in the photo is not looking at the camera, he seems to be enjoying himself, and he doesn't seem to know when this person took this photo.

Chu Ci: ...

Qiao Sirui: ...

The thing that had been covered up for an unknown amount of time was suddenly so naked||naked||naked in front of the little girl before he was ready to show it to the little girl. Qiao Sirui was also taken aback for a moment. The girl retracted her hand, raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose.

"When did you take this picture? How come I don't know at all? Well..."

Before Chu Ci finished speaking, a look of embarrassment flashed across the man's eyes, and he raised his hand to pick up a piece of steaming fried dessert and stuffed it into Chu Ci's mouth.

This kind of fried dessert is generally crispy on the outside and soft and sweet on the inside, and generally not hot on the inside. Chu Ci just took a small bite and had to open her pink lips, exhaling in small mouthfuls, a pair of round The big round eyes looked at Qiao Sirui in front of him like this.

He wanted to sue the guy in front of him, but he still had a piece of hot snack in his mouth, so he couldn't help but be in a dilemma for a while, he couldn't speak, he couldn't speak, he couldn't swallow it, he couldn't keep it in his mouth.

Finally, seeing the little girl's little face flushed with anger, Qiao Sirui slowly picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his fingertips, removing the oil residue stained on the fingertips that had just picked up the fried snack. After wiping it clean, he raised his hand and pressed the screen of his mobile phone to death. He raised his hand and pinched the little girl's cheek. There was a slight smile on the corner of her lips, as if the scene just now had never happened. The aggressive cheeks moved closer.

"Is it delicious? Eat more if it tastes good."

And he asked and answered himself, then picked up the chopsticks next to him, picked up another piece of fried sweet cake, and wanted to stuff it into Chu Ci's mouth after Chu Ci swallowed it.

This way of avoiding the problem really made Chu Ci feel a little stupid and choked a little.

He rejected the man's move of stuffing fried cakes into his mouth again, which seemed to be an attempt to choke her to death, and finally swallowed the piece of fried snack in his mouth, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at Qiao Sirui, who was holding chopsticks in front of him to pick up vegetables in the Chu porcelain bowl, said softly, "Brother, give me the phone."

In the future, how do you want to look at it, and he will give it to you now when you want it?

Impossible, you are dreaming.

Qiao Sirui put a chopstick dish into Chu Ci's bowl again, and completely ignored Chu Ci's words except for raising his eyes to glance at the little girl.

"Brother?"

Chu Ci raised her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and continued to speak, unwilling to give up, "Brother?" "Hey, brother, can you hear me?"